Chapter 8: Bibi Dong: Fallen Spirit Master, put the child down!The sky had gradually grown dark, and the forest not far away looked gloomy and terrifying."Save my mom and dad, they were snatched away by a black shadow." The child cried out, tightly grasping the lapels of Ye Xunfeng with his hands. The voice sounded a bit odd, as if it was squeezed out from someone being choked by the throat.And in a place where Ye Xunfeng could not see, a flash of red light crossed the child's eyes.Ye Xunfeng gently patted the child's back, looking at Ah Yin with some difficulty: "Ah Yin, your Spirit is Blue Silver Grass, can you go hide in the nearby forest? I am afraid I will not be able to quickly deal with those Evil Soul Masters."Ah Yin understood immediately and nodded: "I know, I will hide. Rest assured, my Blue Silver Grass will definitely make it so no one can find me."Ye Xunfeng nodded, then hugged the child and walked forward, his gaze looking at the child very sharply all along.If he only had the Qingtian Spear Spirit, then he might really have been deceived. But as it happened, his Prayer Angel Spirit—even if it was just a healing-type Spirit, it was still an Angel Spirit—how could it possibly not have noticed?When the child ran over, a wisp of black Qi was emitting from his body, and his Spirit had been frantically warning him.His dear Prayer Angel Spirit was this close to pinching his ear and shouting by his side: "This child has a problem, this child has a problem."Ye Xunfeng gently stroked the head of the child with his hand, his hand suddenly tightening for a moment, but he quickly relaxed.However, just that single moment scared the child in his arms quite a bit. For the rest of the road, he kept shivering while pointing the way for him.Ye Xunfeng sneered, wondering what on earth that Evil Soul Master was thinking, actually sending a child here to lure passing pedestrians.He truly was not afraid that someone from Spirit Hall would appear among the pedestrians, truly fearless like a newborn calf.But the more remote the place, the harder it was to manage. Coupled with the local Spirit Hall possibly failing to act, such a thing was not entirely impossible to happen.At this time, Ye Xunfeng had no idea that another group was heading in this direction."Your Highness Holy Maiden, for this Fallen Spirit Master, you only need to stand to the side and watch us solve it; there is no need to go personally." A very effeminate-looking man said respectfully."Brother Yue Guan, what is a Fallen Spirit Master?" At this time, a very normal Bibi Dong raised her head and looked very curiously at the future Chrysanthemum Douluo."They are Spirit Masters who use any means necessary to Cultivate. In order to elevate themselves, they wantonly slaughter civilians, feeding on their flesh, blood, Soul, and fear." Yue Guan said with a smile."That is way too evil." Bibi Dong said angrily with puffed-up cheeks.Ye Xunfeng followed the child into the village. The moment he stepped onto that patch of ground, he instantly felt a slippery sensation under his feet.A thick smell of blood rushed towards his face. Ye Xunfeng lowered his head and saw a pool of red water on the ground—that was blood.The moment he walked into the village, he finally discovered what kind of living Hell this was.Corpses were strewn about in disorder; some were nailed to doors with their mouths wide open and their tongues missing, while others curled up together like fetuses, their fingers dug deep into the muddy ground with almost no fingernails left.Ye Xunfeng swept his gaze across the area, and his expression suddenly paused. He saw an old woman sitting by the well not far away, her expression looking very calm.Looking closely, he discovered that her chest cavity had been completely split open down the middle, her ribs looking like pork ribs at a vegetable market.Ye Xunfeng slowly put the child down and observed his surroundings.After the child landed on the ground, he suddenly stopped sobbing, his mouth splitting into a very bizarre smile."Hehehehe..." Suddenly, a very malicious laughter came from all around.Ye Xunfeng's gaze was cold as he searched everywhere for where the source of the sound was.The child suddenly reached out and tightly grabbed the calf of Ye Xunfeng, then black fingernails suddenly emerged from his hands, attempting to stab into the flesh of Ye Xunfeng's leg.Ye Xunfeng felt an indescribable itch. He lowered his head and saw the child's black fingernails, a trace of relief flashing in his eyes.Fortunately, he had undergone Ice and Fire Body Refining. His body at this time was like diamond. Coupled with his Spirit Saint-level spirit power, it could be said that him going toe-to-toe with ordinary Titled Douluos was completely not a problem.Actually, Ye Xunfeng did not plan to release his Spirit. After all, he knew that the spirit ring age of his Spirit could simply be described as freakish.In case releasing it scared the enemy away, that would not be good. Of course, the greatest possibility was that the other party would think he was a mental-attribute Spirit Master who had some ability to make them hallucinate.However, it was still better to release it as late as possible.Ye Xunfeng gave his leg a gentle shake, shaking off the other party's hand, and then picked the child up by the scruff, just like picking up an disobedient cat or dog.The little boy's feet left the ground as he kicked about wildly in mid-air, while a bizarre glow emanated from his black fingernails, tracing fine, chilling lights in the air."You say, how can you be so unhygienic, keeping such long black fingernails, really." Ye Xunfeng's mouth opened and closed as he looked at the nails on the child's hands with disgust, and then took out scissors from his storage soul tool, cutting off all the black fingernails on the child's hands.The silver scissors reflected the moonlight, ravaging the child's fingernails for a while.Snap, snap, snap.Ye Xunfeng deliberately cut very slowly, as if pruning a very precious potted plant.The long, sharp fingernails fell to the ground, instantly turning into a patch of black mist and making a sizzling sound.After seeing the fingernails on his hands disappear, that ghost child instantly let out a piercing scream that did not sound like it could be made by a human.Meanwhile, people from another team heard the child's crying and quickly rushed over here."Fallen Spirit Master, put the child down!" An effeminate male voice came from behind.Ye Xunfeng paused, looked in the direction of the newcomers, and then threw the child over: "Look for yourself, what kind of thing is this?""Audacious!" Bibi Dong rebuked angrily, "Fallen Spirit Master, you killed so many people, yet you still dare say it is the child's problem?"Ye Xunfeng looked at his outfit of black clothes and scratched his head somewhat awkwardly. It seemed that if one looked at him directly like this, he really did not look like a good person.Ye Xunfeng rubbed his brow and said: "There is fundamentally no blood aura on this entire body of mine, and you say I killed people? Little girl, do not think about framing people arbitrarily just to report back on a task."Yue Guan's memory was much better than Bibi Dong's, a Holy Maiden who had just become a disciple not long ago. Only then did he acutely perceive that the person in front of him seemed somewhat similar to the former Supreme Pontiff Crown, though the gap with the current Supreme Pontiff was indeed somewhat large.Coupled with the fact that he had just caught that child, he instantly sensed something was wrong with the child. There was warmth, but the evil Qi on his body caused his strange茸 sky-reaching chrysanthemum to trigger a certain degree of warning.
